The gray Rolls-Royce drove through the night, Gu Qimiao looked out the window from the passenger seat, not saying a word.
At the red light, Shen Yanchen glanced at her. She'd been acting strange since the afternoon, almost as if she had become distant with him. When he picked her up, she smiled politely, and after getting in the car, she didn't sneak glances at him like she used to. Instead, she kept her gaze fixed on the window.
"Miaomiao."
She didn't respond to his call, as if lost in thought. Shen Yanchen reached over and gently tapped her on the head, making her snap back and look at him with confusion.
"Not feeling well?" he asked.
Gu Qimiao forced a smile and shook her head, "No, I'm fine."
"You seem tired tonight."
Gu Qimiao made an excuse, "…Just a bit worn out from having fun."
Shen Yanchen looked at her skeptically, then refocused on the road as the light turned green, and they drove off.
